Laura paused at Derek's reaction, snarling in response. What was his problem? He must be able to smell something as well? She moved forward a few steps, wanting him to back down, but when he didn't, Laura looked around her, checking exactly how cold it would be to shift back, but she had to ask. She snapped her jaws at him, frustrated, before shifting back, her arms folded across her chest, annoyed.
"Shift, Derek, and tell me what the hell your problem is."